Nice Towel, Doc. Chapter 7

Sick

So guys, I decided to to a sick-fic this time. (Every fanfiction author needs at least one of these under their belt. :) ) Keep the reveiws coming, and PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE send in prompts. You guys are my inspiration, and sometimes I need a little help with TWB. (Temporary Writer's-Block)

Thanks a million!

Jack, Rose, and the Doctor stumbled into the medbay, all three covered in purple stripes.

"Doctor," Rose whined."You said that the Stripa- whatever disease wasn't contagious."

"I said Stripalapada wasn't a contagion. This was Stripaparada," The Doctor retorted.

"Shut up, Doc. Where's the cure," Jack groaned. "I feel like a Dalek ran over my head."

"Umm..." the Doctor looked uncomfortable. "The medicine cabinet is a mess. It looks like a cyclone ran through there. Oh shoot, I forgot to turn the Cyclone Shields on for that room!"

No one bothered to ask how a cyclone could even get in the medbay. No one cared. Jack flopped down on a cot. Rose lay face-down on a couch near the door. The Doctor hoped that the next phase of the disease would all come at the same time for them. Otherwise, it'd be pretty embarrassing.

"I should probably warn you guys, this next phase involves a-" His voice suddenly grew impossibly high, like he'd just inhaled helium. "Oh, great. Well, this next part involves your voice becoming weirdly high, and then your consciousness' change-"

"Hey, listen to me," Rose squealed.

"Yeah, you sound totally-" Jack's expression changed.

"-weird," Jack's voice finished. But it didn't come from his mouth, it came from Rose's.
"Oh no," the Doctor said, his voice coming from Jack."Our consciousnesses changed places!"

"Umm, Doctor," Rose said,"I'm you. You're Jack. And Jack is me- oh no. Jack is me."

"I look hot," Jack said."And I'm a girl! Gonna kiss me now, Doc? Or would you still rather kiss Ro-"

"Jack," both the Doctor and Rose cried, embarrassed.

"I do not want to kiss Rose," the Doctor cried. "Especially not with you in her body."

"Oi," Rose cried."Who cares! What's the next phase, Doctor?"

"Confessions," The Doctor said grimly. "Plug your ears."

"Oh, I will defiantly listed to this," said Jack.

"Doctor, I love-" Rose said suddenly.

"LALALA," the Doctor shrieked. "You have a right to your privacy Rose- and by Rassilon, those jeans look so good on your-"

"Doctor," Rose cried, abashed.

"So there was this really cute blue girl in a tavern, and I-" Jack began.

"SHUT IT," both Rose and the Doctor yelled, not wanting to hear the end of that story.

"What's after this," Rose asked.

"Thankfully, this is the end," the Doctor said, as the purple stripes disappeared from their faces, and they began to speak in their normal bodies and voices. "Sorry about what I said Rose-"

"Forget it," Rose said.